Louis watched the scene quietly.

The Troll Tribe has obviously made up its mind, and the conflict between the two sides will soon disappear.

A smile appeared on his lips.

He leaned forward slightly and said, "Wherever there is wealth, there is our Meyer Chamber of Commerce. Are you interested in learning about our logistical capabilities?"

Everyone looked at him, and finally the chief made the decision: "Okay, we will cooperate with the Meyer Chamber of Commerce on this matter."

Louis thought for a moment, looked at everyone, and bowed his head to signal the chief.

The chief followed Louis's gaze and then sighed and said:

"Everyone except Mr. Meyer, please get out."

The trolls looked around and finally felt relieved and retreated one after another.

It was not until the chief and Louis were the only ones left in the tent that the chief spoke:

"Do you have anything in the Enser Empire that you want to discuss with me?"

Louis raised his head and looked at the troll old man who looked much older, and said in a deep voice:

"Is your Great Sin, Fury, going to die?"

The chief remained silent.

But silence also represents attitude.

Louis shook his head and sighed, "There is something I would like to ask the Great Chief on behalf of His Royal Highness. Under what circumstances was your Great Sin, Rage, born?"

The chief frowned and said, "Why are you asking this?"

"I just want to verify a guess." Louis said in a deep voice, "My Blade mentor told me that the Great Sin usually has this power by nature, but through artificial experiments, there is also a very small chance that the Great Sin can be born."

This was something Mentor Merlin had said, and normally, the deadly sinners were born with this power.

For example, the emperor, the little swan, and the glorious pope.

But when the seat for mortal sin is still vacant, there is a chance to increase the possibility of becoming a mortal sinner later in life through experimentation.

Typical...Louis has this ability.

However, not many people know about this, and only a few countries that have actually achieved it know about it.

But the reason why this is kept secret is mainly because there are not many countries capable of implementing this plan.

But among these countries, the troll tribe is definitely not included in the countries conducting the great crime experiment.

The troll tribe has been trapped in the Giant Plains for too long, and it is basically impossible to carry out magic research that requires high-tech equipment to expand vigorously.

Not to mention that the crime experiment itself is too difficult and requires too much financial resources.

The chief shook his head in pain.

Countless pieces of evidence indicate that the Troll Tribe had been targeted many years ago, and even the great sin itself was most likely deliberately introduced after someone else's successful experiment.

After receiving a positive answer, Louis sighed inwardly.

That’s right, he can now directly identify the mastermind as the Abyss Church.

The Orthodox Church has no interest in fostering mortal sins, and actively fostering mortal sins violates church doctrine.

It is impossible for a top superpower to allow a great sinner to join other forces. A great sinner that is carefully guided can become the backbone of a country.

Only these crazy people from the damn Abyss Church would be willing to commit such a serious crime to deceive others.

It is perfectly normal for the major races in the Star Continent to dislike each other.

But when faced with some issues of principle, such as guarding the space channel, everyone's attitude is surprisingly consistent.

They were like a group of tourists walking on a single-plank bridge. Regardless of whether they knew each other or not, whether they liked each other or not, they still held hands and crossed the bridge to avoid falling into the pit of manure under the bridge and being suffocated or drowned.

After all, drowning is sad enough, but being suffocated to death is too shameful.

Whose family isn’t a respectable one?

But the Church of the Abyss is more brutal.

Their purpose of holding hands and crossing the single-plank bridge is to attract more people to join the water.

I don’t care whether I look decent or not. They just laugh when they see everyone else having bad luck, even themselves.

Louis looked up at the chief and said, "Chief, do you really think that we can suppress this riot with just the Troll Death Squad and the Tunisian knights?"

"The Abyss Church has spent a lot of time planning for this. No one knows how many things they have done behind the scenes. Once they find out that something is wrong, their counterattack may not be something the Giant Tribe can withstand."

The chief looked at Louis deeply and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't waste time."

Louis came forward and asked, "You trolls, are you determined to do whatever it takes to eliminate those guys?"

The chief looked at him deeply and said, "Since they have chosen this path, they will remain determined no matter how much they regret it."

Louis said in a deep voice: "Then ask them if they want to clear a blue sky for you trolls in their limited life."

The chief looked at Louis deeply, and finally closed his eyes for a moment, and said, "I will tell them."

…

[Location: Giant Plains, Louis's Tent]

Prime Minister Duke drank one cup of wine after another. The troll Nuke seemed a little lost, and kept pouring wine from the wine barrel.

Louis pinched his nose and said strangely: "Why are you coming to my place instead of staying in your own tent?"

Prime Minister Duke said with a smile: "Come and take a look at the top merchants of the Enther Empire and see if there is any chance to bring you over to our side."

Nook said, "How about a short drink?"

Louis' face darkened.

Seeing his unhappy expression, Prime Minister Duke waved his hand and said, "Don't look at me with such fierce eyes. I am speaking from the bottom of my heart. Among all the chambers of commerce I have met, only your Mayer has an intelligence network comparable to that of a country."

Louis walked over, took the glass, poured some wine and drank it all in one gulp, then said, "Sure enough, I still don't like drinking."

Louis looked at Duke and said, "I helped the Troll Tribe contact MapleStory."

Prime Minister Duke paused and said:

"Adventurer's Guild? That's right. For a siege like this that could very well turn into a large-scale war, it's not a bad idea to call on them."

Louis said nonchalantly, "Move all MapleStory islands to the sky above the Giant Plains and be ready for a full-scale raid at any time."

Nuk said painfully: "Given the greedy nature of adventurers, I don't know how much the tribe will suffer from this."

Louis said calmly: "So before I left the tent, I communicated with the chief and asked him to sell us your refined animal bones at 90% of their specific value."

“Then the Meyer Chamber of Commerce will directly fund their employment.”

This is considered an additional service in logistics, but Louis still chose to help the troll tribe.

Nuk stood up and said, "Bringing you to see the Great Chief this time is the best decision I have made this time."

"After learning about our situation, Tunisia did consider shutting down the Wrath of Nenos. They will completely shut down this weapon as soon as the cleanup begins."

Louis looked at Duke, who nodded, acknowledging the truth of the statement.

"We will contact other countries and see if they can lend a hand if you need help."

——The premise for Louis to say this is that the Giant Tribe is willing to open the border. Otherwise, it will be difficult for other countries to help if they enter the Giant Plains.

In the final analysis, even if there are a lot of problems in the Giant Plains, it is not easy for other countries to directly participate.

So in the end, unless the Troll Tribe takes the initiative to seek help from many countries, they will not be happy to let other countries enter.

It is possible to clean up the mess on top of the ruins.

But even if they seek help from many countries at the same time, not to mention how many countries will hesitate, the time it will take is not something the Troll Tribe is willing to bear now.

After all...if the Troll Suicide Squad doesn't take action within 8 days, Tunisia will not be able to withstand the pressure and will have to take action first.

"Ultimately, you trolls will have to take the lead."

…

Five days passed in a flash.

During these five days, the entire troll tribe operated like a weapon of war.

The weapons that were previously carefully stored away are now widely available to the troll soldiers who are about to go into battle.

Louis has been free these days.

He began to frequently chat with Beatrice and Olivia through the crystal ball.

Beatrice was a little worried about him and said that she didn't expect the situation to become so serious this time.

Louis learned about the situation, and the Enther Empire also began to accumulate troops towards the Giant Plains.

There was also a lot of noise inside the empire. Who could have thought that the troll tribe, which had not made any big moves for hundreds of years, would suddenly create such a mess for you.

Anyway, it’s hard to put it into words.

The smell of war is imminent.

But that's not what Louis needs to focus on right now.

Because he found that he seemed to have done a big thing all of a sudden.

In the tent.

A priest in a white robe with gold threads sat in front of Louis with a smile on his face.

Louis' mouth twitched slightly: "I don't remember any connection with your Church of the Goddess of Commerce."

The pastor smiled gently and said, "It doesn't matter. Just because it didn't matter in the past doesn't mean it won't matter in the future."

Louis had paid attention to his attire, which was at least that of a regional bishop, or even a cardinal.

However, Louis had never dealt with them, so he couldn't judge accurately.

But the legendary power emanating from this man told him that this man... was very strong.

"When will the legend of the Amn Empire be kind enough to come and protect an ordinary person like me?"

The priest extended his hand and said, "Kerrigan, Cardinal of the Church of the Goddess of Wealth, has come to help you on the orders of the oracle."

"oracle?"

Louis frowned. "I don't remember having such a deep connection with the Church of the Goddess of Fortune. Could it be that the goddess wants to reward my achievements and give me the status of a favored one?"

Bishop Kerrigan looked at him with a smile without saying a word.

Louis: ??? Gradually, cold sweat broke out on his face: "Sir, I know you are joking."

"But we're not kidding."

Louis' mouth twitched slightly as he said, "You want to nominate me as a god now? Give me some time."

Kerrigan nodded gently, then used the gold coins to create the shape of a small altar on the table.

Louis said, "How long can it be delayed?"

This divine favor was already a foregone conclusion as early as when he started the global supply chain plan.

But his situation is not good now. If he becomes the favored one of the Goddess of Commerce at this time, what if he is targeted by the Abyss Church? Seeing Louis so nervous, Kerrigan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll give you some time."

He opened his right hand and made the number "5".

Louis was delighted: "Five months?"

“4.”

broken.

“3.”

Louis felt that something was wrong.

“2.”

He didn't want to deal with the goddess of wealth right now.

“1.”

But Louis agreed, but the goddess didn't.

The moment the bishop closed his eyes, he felt a brilliant golden light spreading over his body.

The golden light was filled with an extremely obvious warm will, and there seemed to be a gentle voice in the dark saying to him: "The elder in your family is too overbearing and has stopped me so many times. Finally, I have found an opportunity."

The divinity in that voice made Louis instinctively know the identity of that voice was none other than the legendary goddess of wealth.

"Goddess, I'm just an ordinary businessman."

Then he heard a chuckle.

She just chuckled, but somehow, Louis seemed to hear her saying in it:

"Don't make it more difficult for other gods."

Louis coughed, but ultimately said nothing.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, after what he has done in the past two years, if he doesn’t become a god’s favored one, it will be difficult for anyone else on this continent to become a god’s favored one.

Since the goddess of business came to him so sincerely, he accepted the identity without hesitation.

When he opened his eyes again and looked at Pastor Kerrigan, he said speechlessly: "Do the pastors of your Church of the Goddess of Commerce always act so quickly?"

Kerrigan smiled and said, "When dealing with important customers, we will do everything we can to speed things up as much as possible."

What can Louis say? He has no fuxk to say.

No, goddess, what are you trying to do in such a hurry? Kerrigan shook his head and said, "It's not us who should be anxious. It's you who should be anxious."

"The goddess thought that if I didn't give you some blessings in advance, you would be in danger this time, so I came."

Louis instinctively felt something was wrong. Just then, Nuke opened the tent and walked in. After seeing Kerrigan, he subconsciously paused and said in horror: "Kerrigan, why are you here?"

Kerrigan smiled and said, "Why can't I be here?"

"The Chosen Ones cannot enter another country's territory at will. This is the unspoken rule of all countries."

Kerrigan laughed. “Why do you think I waited until today to come here? The Great Chieftain didn’t allow me to enter the Giant Plains until today.”

Louis subconsciously raised his head and looked at the priest. It was the first time he saw the chosen one of the Goddess of Wealth in reality.

Kerrigan looked at Nuke with deep eyes and said, "Nuke, I'm not kidding you. The goddess thinks that Lord Meyer will be in danger. My purpose of coming here this time is just to protect the future God's favored ones."

He blinked and said, "No, now he is."

(End of this chapter)